They’re Both Fun As Long As There’s Legos and Oreos
When I was a little kid, I thought that being a grown-up would be the best thing ever. Even as an adolescent with a better idea of all the hardships my parents went through, I still couldn’t wait to be an adult: checking accounts, staying up late, going to parties. Now that I suppose I am an adult (not that I really feel like one at the age of twenty-eight, considering most of my furniture is cheap stuff from Ikea or hand-me-downs from parents and married friends), I have to say, this grown-up shit sucks. It is beyond overrated. When I was younger, my mother warned me that being a responsible adult was not nearly as much fun as it looked. Damn, it’s infuriating how that woman is always right.
I have compiled two lists on the pros and cons of being a kid vs an adult. There is also a poll at the bottom where you can leave your two cents plus tip.
